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me 
Thank God I'm me thank God I'm me thank God I'm me

Used to ask myself why am I Michael 
If I was someone better no telling where I might go maybe

Deep sighs when I exhale
Blowing out the stress well hidden
By my aura cos I'm poised
A silence in the room that leaves me doomed
In my head all I'm

I'm straight out the gutter that muddy that yucky
I'm from the field where niggas don't love you
Let a fuck bitch try to touch me
You know damn well Ima

the lawn
I crash my car as you watch all the stars
You dance to the music I'm high off a bar
Roll up the weed from the jar
Roll up the weed and go dark
I'm

I'm lit
Don't be blind by the fame
Couple bitches say I hit
Don't be lying on my name
Got her head up in the clouds
Like she flying on a plane
First day

was back in time, back in time, back in time
I ain't care who you was, I was movin' studious
Pushin' life in the stoop, fast forward from livin'

to stay
Dreams disguised as stars
Light the beach from far
Away like where you said you'd always stay
Right here by my side
No where to confide 
I guess I'm

want somebody who can tell me where the hell to go
Cuz I'm alone
And this don't feel like no place I'd call home
And I got me here all by myself and when

shared is nearly done



And I'm goin' back to the place where

Folks like me are from



My people won't forget me

They'll kill me if I try to fight

(It's a trap)
It's a trap, no matter where you've been
All gifts they come from Him
No need to fill the gap (It's a trap)
It's a trap, to look at him

Who that base? Mine
Talk that shit down from the river
Deadlines, fuck them shits
You know we dodging fucking deadlines
Put my money where my mouth is

taking step by step I'm tryna get away
I'm tryna fight these new sneakers leading me astray
But ain't nothing I've been doing seems to get me away from you

Growing Pains Iii

Logic

Under Pressure [Clean Version]

2014

cream man in broad day
Now I'm running from the police, don't know how but I got away
Selling weed to my homies, and a girl in the building that know me

in a hotel
My homies smoke blunts not me I'm taking no L
Cuz loosing ain't a option my nigga so follow yo trail
And maybe it could lead you to where

over areas
Buried us
In a system built by Giants
Or figments of imagination
Just to keep us quiet
I'm sorry I ain't lying
I'm just really high and I be

make a full plate
At the same time
I was building up a catalog of music
Hoping one song make it from my state
That's all that it take nowadays so I'm not

in the bus, and I'm feeling so dry so I sip from my cup
Inter-dimensional, I'm in the wraith, but making music is where I feel safe
Roe versus Wade

where I’m from 
I’m living by this gun
I’m dying for my son 
I’m dying for my sins
While the wolves from Wall Street 
Prey on y’all street 
They job is

wanna fuckin cry, so why don't I just die

I'm looking at the old friends, where the fuck the new ones
All these goddamn old friends tellin fuckin rumors

Fear Not of Man

Mos Def

Black on Both Sides [Clean]

1999

Bismillah ir Rahman ir Raheem

If you can hear me ladies and gentlemen
Then I'm very happy that you came here
Ooh, ooh-wee
That was for Brooklyn

You remind me of my favorite color
Hold on
What's your name and number
And wheres the heaven you came from
It's not often I meet angels
Sitting by

the perimeter
Tops with the hops, I'm below rim
Started from the bottom like a toe ring
Nowadays can't control where the growth is
Topping myself like I really

I’m hurting I can’t figure it,
Jesus left me like the rest of them, is the way I come to picture it look, 

If you love me, than how’d my pops get by

can't save you
I'm a soldier of the truth I can't help it
I see they delusional run away from the message
Losing my ambitions it got me raising